Maximum Ride Forever by James Patterson Read Free Book Online

disconcertedly. “Excuse me?”
    “The four horsemen of the apocalypse,” A10103 explained innocently.
    “Yes, exactly.” The man cocked his head. “My, you’re a regular encyclopedia, aren’t you?”
    A10103 tapped his temple and smiled. “The new upload.”
    “I’ll have to be careful, or soon my little gadgets will be smarter than I am.” His creator’s lips curved into a thin, tight smile, and A10103 cast his eyes down.
    “As the first Horseman, you’ll have the most important role, but there are other Horsemen as well, of course. One must always have backups.” He chuckled softly. “As you can imagine, I have a very difficult task, keeping all my little projects in check, and this is one I’d
so
like to cross off my list. Despite their genetic disadvantages, MaximumRide and her flock have always been rather…
slippery
, so don’t fret if you find it difficult to complete your task.”
    “It won’t be a problem, Doctor,” A10103 assured him.
    “Yes, well, I know it can be a terrible burden to track them all down, so if you should fail…” His mentor met his gaze and flashed that wide, gummy grin of his. “It would be my pleasure to send the next Horseman along after you.”
    “It
won’t
be a problem.”

14
    A10103 WALKED QUICKLY through the city, searching for the address of his next appointment. There was no wind ruffling his hair, no cars clogging the road. The air held at a steady temperature, and the streets were spotless. With each step he took, the skyscrapers rose up around him. The sun shone, the sky was blue, and the smooth, sleek towers were gleaming symbols of money and power.
    Or so you could convince yourself for a while.
    They were all just holographs, he knew—changing images of London, Singapore, or sometimes Vienna, projected on the walls of the winding tunnels. A10103 tried to pinpoint the seams in the images as the light shifted around him, but he had to admit, they were pretty convincing.
    If it weren’t for the sour taste of canned air on his tongue, he might almost believe he was outside.
    A10103 at last located his destination and stepped into a cold metal cone, pressing the number written on the slip the doctor had given him.
    “Generating relaxing dreamscape,” a soothing female voice informed him from the speakers. Moments later, the doors reopened onto a pillowed paradise.
    He entered and sank into the soft luxury of silk and down, and gazed up at the 3-D experience in wonder. Brilliant green leaves unfurled around his head, giant flowers hung low from their stems, and the illusion of sun filtered onto his face. And though he couldn’t feel any heat from the sun’s rays, he could imagine well enough.
    Just like he could imagine really being with the girl leaning over him.
    She was beautiful, but doll-like, almost like an anime character brought to life. Her chin came to a delicate point, and her lips pursed in a small, perfect bow. Thick locks of brilliant red hair cascaded over her shoulders and huge, jeweled eyes gazed at him tenderly.
    A10103 almost screamed when she touched him.
    He’d thought she was a hologram, along with the rest of the space. But no, she was real—a real girl tracing her soft fingertips along his jaw. He doubted she was completely human, but she was definitely real.
    “What’s your name?” he asked her, sitting up. He wasn’t really familiar with these types of situations, but that seemed like something you should ask.
    She smiled. “What do you wish my name to be?”
    He smiled uncertainly, unsure whether she was trying to please him or she really hadn’t been given a name, like him. “A10103” was branded on him, but he needed something more personal, at least for himself.
    “I’m Horseman,” he offered. That would do for the time being—remind him he was a man with a mission, and a rather dark one at that.
    She lay next to him on the pillow and gazed at him through long, curling lashes. “I love you, Horseman,” she